I feel like a victim but I am a k**er The more I'm predictable the less I'm alive I've got seventeen seconds to cover an hour And no clever theory keeps the tears from my eyes I'm having s** with onions I feel like a queen but I am a joker The more I am seeking the less I will find I've got a room full of mushrooms ready to conquer My heart's getting heavy my eye's getting dry I'm having s** with onions Sex with onions My fingers are peeling Sex with onions My head's not awake My one and my only Troubles forsakin' I'm leaving a monkey to marry a snake I feel like a wardroom but I am a doorbell My windows are open but the curtains are drawn I lived in a cottage but I died in a castle There's a full moon each Friday shining on my lawn I'm having s** with onions Sex with onions Forever undressing Sex with onions My heart's in a box My one and my only Troubles forsakin' I'm leaving a weasel to marry a fox